Gou asks for longevity in another world

"Perhaps there is a spiritual treasure in the world that can regenerate the spiritual roots in a person's body the day after tomorrow, but this kind of spiritual treasure is probably rare in the world and it is difficult to force it."

Gu Changsheng shook his head and then spoke again.

However, he has never seen or even heard of the kind of spiritual creature he spoke of in so many years.

The several types of spiritual objects that Wei Liao knows about only exist in ancient times, and it is impossible to determine whether they are true or false.

What's more, this person is just an ordinary person in this deserted city?

Of course, it is not absolutely impossible to step into the cultivation of immortality without spiritual roots. He may not really know that there are no side effects, but some are considered evil magic or even forbidden magic in the world of immortality, so he still knows a little bit about it. Know something.

However, he wouldn't say it out loud.

It seems that half of this person's body has been completely integrated into the dusk and sunset, and his appearance looks very blurry and unclear under the setting sun.

After a long silence, he bowed again and said:

"In that case, I would like to thank the Immortal for clarifying my doubts."

After saying that, he walked out of the bookstore and slowly disappeared on the side of the Immortal City Avenue.

Gu Changsheng looked at this figure leaving, and his eyes made people wonder what he was thinking.

In this person, he actually saw some shadows of himself inexplicably.

After a long time, he finally came to his senses, shook his head and smiled.

If there was no Dao Fruit, he would probably look like this?

Unfortunately, there is no if in this world.

After taking a look at the sunset in the sky, he put the ancient book in his sleeves and stood up from the lounge chair.

It’s another fulfilling day of opening a store and selling books.

The number of people on the street outside has become sparse, and it seems unlikely that there will be any more customers coming in the future.

What is very different from most fairy cities is that this deserted city implements a curfew system. Under the cover of night, no one is allowed to wander in this fairy city.

I simply closed the door of the bookstore and ended this simple day.

Walking from the door and walking through the rows of bookshelves, you can see that books are placed on them in categories.

There are so many bookshelves that it seems impossible for a mortal to see them all.

And the "Biography of Yanhuo Zhenren" that was just read by the last mortal who walked out of the bookstore was just a book on this bookshelf.

He could see that on the entire bookshelf, there were many biographies arranged densely, and the names above might be quite unfamiliar to other people, but to him, But it seems a bit familiar.

Doesn’t it look familiar?

He had met most of these people one by one, or had known them before.

Moreover, most of the books on the bookshelves in the entire bookstore were written by him himself.

Including, these personal biographies still exist in this world.

Record the life of an individual above!

It was written by the old monster who transformed himself into a god, and it only sold a few spiritual stones, which were definitely at a sky-high price.

It's a pity that most of the monks in this deserted city don't know anything about the goods.

The store has been open for half a year, but it has sold only a handful that can be counted on one hand!

A bunch of prostitutes.

. .

His days passed in this leisurely way.

In the blink of an eye, years have passed in the city.

And this kind of leisurely calm may only be for him alone.

During these years in the deserted city in the north of Frontline Town.

He hid in this city and witnessed the cruel scenes on the front line with his own eyes.

There is also the helplessness of the lower-level monks in the war between the two races.

When life is precarious, where can the quiet, leisurely and peaceful years come from? !

This is just for him alone.

Even the Jindan Yuanying monks in the city could hear news of their demise from time to time during this kind of war, let alone these? !

"Alas, Fellow Daoist Jiang, I don't know when this troubled times will end."

In a bookstore, one of Gu Changsheng's neighbors, Huang Daoyou, came to him to complain. His face was full of a feeling of surviving a disaster.

Huang Daoyou's real name is Huang Su, and his cultivation level is only in the middle stage of foundation building. He has been able to reach this level since he was a casual cultivator, which is actually not bad.

At least among the countless casual cultivators in this northern wilderness.

Of course, the fact that he has been able to practice to this point has something to do with the fact that he has a sister who is married to a descendant of a branch of the Wang family.

In this northern wilderness.

The Wang family is a well-deserved heaven!

Even the Nascent Soul Sect must obey his orders and winks.

The reason why Fellow Daoist Liu entrusted his widow to take care of him before leaving may have a lot to do with this.

Originally, relying on this kind of relationship, if Huang Daoyou worked well, he might be able to get rid of the recruitment of monks on the front line.

Unfortunately, news came not long ago that this branch of the Wang family also died on a certain frontline battlefield.

The monks of the three sects and one sect will not fall in this kind of war between the two races! !

Not to mention mere foundation building, even Nascent Soul is impossible to avoid.

It's just that compared to ordinary monks in the three realms, they have more flexibility and their survival rate is much higher.

But if you don't have luck, you will just die if you say you will fall.

After all, the barbarians don't have eyes for sword and gun skills, and they are unlikely to avoid monks from three sects. In fact, they may even encounter more targets than ordinary monks!

Of course, some barbarian emperor bloodline relatives also receive this kind of treatment.

And Daoyou Huang, who has no supporter, will inevitably be drafted to the front line. Fortunately, seeing that his sister has already given birth to Wang Jialinggen's son, he is not that far ahead.

From what he said, he was guarding a certain spiritual mine for a year.

The location was even far behind Zhenbei Huangcheng, but even so it encountered many attacks.

After this trip, I can actually rest for a few more years.

Only after that can he be called up again!

Generally speaking, after the monks on the front line perform a mission, they can get some time to rest and adjust.

Of course, exceptions will be made in emergencies.

However, most monks can't perform many tasks at all.

In this northern wilderness, countless monks will die every moment!

No matter how safe a mission seems, there is a high chance it will fail.

Just like the last war between the two races, the number of people who could survive until the end of the war was not even ten or ten.

Of course, ordinary monks don't know the specific data at all.

However, his vest is related to an inner sect Jindan monk in the Taoist sect, so there is no need to worry about being recruited!

In these years, the neighbors in Zhenhuang City have also changed a lot, and Daoyou Wang back then has also fallen on the front line.

However, the number of monks walking back and forth in the city has not decreased, in fact, there are even more!

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, Mr. Huang actually envies you, Fellow Daoist..."

After a few glasses of spirit wine, Huang Daoyou already looked a little drunk and said to him. The other half looked drunk, but he seemed to be very serious when he said: "If Huang unfortunately dies on the front line, Among them, Taoist friends can take care of the widow at home for me, and any inheritance in the family can be taken by yourself."

Gu Changsheng: "..."

Does he look like the kind of guy who misses other people's widows? !

Dirty!

"Fellow Taoist is drunk."

Gu Changsheng refused without hesitation, and spoke with a righteous air.

Just kidding, he, Gu, could even remain calm in front of a stunning beauty like his senior sister Wenqin Fairy, let alone such a mere Qi training? !

No matter how beautiful you are, in his eyes, I'm afraid it's just mediocre!

Take this as a test to become a god?

What kind of spirit can't afford such a test? !

After seeing off the still drunk Daoist Huang, Gu Changsheng stood at the door with his hands in his sleeves and sighed.

"Prosperity is bitter, death is bitter, both prosperity and death are bitter."

That's it.

The store is not open today!

He held a small futon and a small stool in his hands, carrying them casually, and walked slowly to the monk stall area in the city not far away.

Today, set up a stall for a day!

The stall area still looks lively.

At this time when the war between the two clans is becoming increasingly terrifying, most monks want to quickly increase their strength, but it is difficult to calm down and practice.

After all, in this northern desert city, no monk knows whether he can survive tomorrow!

Anyone who can calm down and practice in such an environment is, needless to say, a ruthless person.

As long as he doesn't die, he will probably achieve something.

He spread a foot of red cloth on the stall, took out a few rags from his sleeves, and put the small stool behind him under his buttocks.

The hands naturally pushed each other into the sleeves, and the buttocks were already on top of the small bench.

He raised his head slightly and glanced at the people coming and going in the stall area.

Then, without hawking, he just closed his eyes and seemed to be relaxing.

In fact, his consciousness has already spread.

His spiritual consciousness very secretly swept over the stalls in this stall area.

It's a pity that after looking at it for a long time, there was nothing worthy of making his heart move!

They are all things that are not very valuable to him, and their value is not high, so they are not worth selling.

After all, he is also a dignified old monster who transforms into gods. It is outrageous and outrageous to fight for such a small leak with a monk from Yuanying Golden Pill.

Even the leaks inside his stall are bigger than this.

Yes, there is indeed something hidden in all the shabby-looking things on his stall, waiting for the right person to come to his door.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what’s going on with the monks in Beihuang City.

Everyone's eyesight is so bad that people can't help but complain.

It was so brightly displayed on his stall, and there were people asking about it, but no one took it down!

Even when he was setting up a stall, he once saw a Nascent Soul monk hiding his identity and walking past the stall area and even his stall.

I didn't even take a second look. I'm blind. I'm really blind. Is this the Yuanying realm? !

In this world of cultivating immortals, every generation is really inferior to every generation! !

Until the sun was about to set in the western sky, no one came to take it down.

These days, if there are any leaks, you can’t even send them out.

And he calculated with his fingers that the net income from setting up the stall for one day was only a dozen spirit stones, and they were still low-grade!

It's barely enough for a stall fee.

Tsk! !

If you count on your fingers, a day's work will be in vain.

The next day, he got up early and decided to come over earlier to set up a stall. No matter what he said today, he would give this away.

One day, two days, three days!

Gu Changsheng almost wanted to vomit blood.

Hey, these days it’s really hard to give away any leaks!

There was also this boy in the Nascent Soul Realm, he couldn't wait to pull him over and give him a good beating. In the past few days, he had been going back and forth between the stall area and his stall several times, but he couldn't see him? !

What kind of look is this?

Are you still trying to pick up the slack?

I’m afraid it won’t be as hot as eating papa! !

He was at odds with the leak he had brought out himself.

This was no longer a matter of leakage. He didn't believe that he didn't pick up the leakage, but changed his profession to send it away.

He doesn't believe it! !

However, he didn't look at his ugly appearance. Who would be a serious person who would set up a stall and sell books on horseback? He even named him Chunqiu after riding a horse.

No wonder he couldn't send it away.

Who is a serious person who would be interested in something? !

Could the interested person be a serious person? !

Ha, bah!

Don't get me wrong, this Spring and Autumn Period is not that Spring and Autumn Period, in fact it is really serious.

Not only is the content serious, it was all written by his own hand stroke by stroke, and it is also his interpretation of the Tao's understanding and perception.

just.

If you're not at a high level, you can't tell how awesome this thing is.

It is also difficult to understand the main path!

Maybe it's like reading the Book of Heaven, completely confused and confused.

At least he has to reach the Nascent Soul, or even the realm of God Transformation.

Only then can you truly understand the teachings in this book! !

Moreover, in this book, almost every piece of paper is scratched or torn, and between the layers inside, there will be a thin piece of something, or a prescription for elixirs, secret techniques, exercises, talismans, etc.!

It can be said that the value of this book.

Absolutely very high.

Even ordinary old monsters who transform into gods would not feel moved.

If it could be obtained by transforming into a god, just the things hidden between the layers would be worth a lot of money.

After setting up a stall for half a month, he still couldn't deliver anything. From the first thousand spirit stones, to the hundred...then he gradually calmed down.

No longer worry about whether it can be sold or not.

And because of his leisurely and peaceful life, in this northern wilderness, the war is gradually getting closer and closer to Zhenhuang City.

In the blink of an eye, it has actually been many years since the war between the two races started again.

The closer we get to Zhenhuang City, the more brutal the war becomes.

The test for this border city is slowly coming! !

No one knows whether Zhenhuang City can survive the war between the two clans.

Even the Wang family's transformation god is uncertain.

Gu Changsheng hoped that the city could survive the barbarian invasion instead of being destroyed in the war.

(End of this chapter)